I wanted to write a story that would leave readers pondering life. I wanted to convey a message that would give you a sense of hope — something you can grasp and hold on to. Something solid and nonmalleable to take with you, as if I understand anything that happens, ever. After two hours of […]
» Liana Whitehead
It was spring of 1975. The Beach Boys began their Beachago Tour on one side of the world, as the Vietnam War continued on the other. California college students were anticipating the arrival of summer. It was then that Fresno State became home to an age-old spring tradition: Vintage Days.
Meet Leia. She is my best friend. Despite our differences — her knee-cracking tail whip, slimy jowls and innate hunting skill — we have been glued at the hip (also a funny visual) for two years now. For those of you who have read my previous rants and raves, you already know that I have […]
It began with one man: Jeff Dowd. Now 63 years old, Dowd (“The Dude”) is a famed American film producer and political activist known for his protests during the Vietnam War.
Less than 24 hours ago, I was riding shotgun in my friend’s silver Hello Kitty-themed Honda en route to the City of Angels. With our windows down and spirits high, we shamelessly butchered every Bryan McKnight song in her stone-aged iPod Nano with only one destination in mind: our favorite tattoo shop.
Rise and shine, fellow sleep-deprived students – happy Daylight Saving Time. The impending day of doom has passed, leaving us in zombie mode for the next week, or until our brains and bodies adjust and we feel human again.
If you were presented with a life-or-death situation, would you drop every- thing to save the life of another? Would you break any rules neces- sary to save that life, even if your job or professional reputation were at stake? I want to believe that most people would sacrifice themselves for the sake of another, […]
Seniors: Is anybody else losing sleep over this whole graduation thing? It seems the closer I get to May 18, the further away my sanity flees. I’m losing sleep and gaining insecurities. The thought of having to get a “real job” is surreal, and quite frankly, I am terrified.
Interesting tidbits about college life and everything that goes with it.